7 pm in New York City: As I throw the window open, amidst the cheering and applause, I notice many sounds: the plaintive “whomp whomp” of what sounds like a tuba, the vibrant “wah wah” from a trumpet, the sharp pure “click” of claves, the raucous blasts of air horns. Identifying these sounds brought to mind the whowonkas, jingtinglers, trumtookas and other make-believe instruments of the beloved Dr. Seuss holiday classic, How the Grinch Stole Christmas. And it occurred to me that the circumstances, in which we find ourselves, as we cheer first responders in gratitude, is similar to that of the Whos in Whoville in the cartoon classic. When the Grinch made off with the Whos’ Christmas, they had lost so very much. But, in spite of the loss, and much to the Grinch’s surprise, the Whos came together singing in gratitude for the sacred gift of Life itself. Like the Grinch, my heart expands when I join this now daily ritual by ringing a Tibetan bell as a symbol of gratitude and my contribution to the irrepressibly creative song of the indestructible Human Spirit. With a smile from my heart, I hope this bright image brings a smile to your heart, too!